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ÿþHuyo, for the first time pandora ring sizes since she d come aboard the Pandora, was supremely furious. The tall Deltan cut quite a path through the ship s halls, plainly fuming as she stomped without any of her usual grace, ignoring everyone whom she passed. She was dressed to impress, wearing a revealing red dress that hugged her generous curves and exposed considerable cleavage, but her hurt and wrathful visage marked a disconcerting contrast, her lovely bald head now looking somehow intimidating.

Huyo, the normally sweet and genial chef, looked quite ready to rip someone in half with her bare hands, less a gentle friend than an avenging Fury of ancient Earth legend. Blasting through the halls back to her quarters, only the bright lights and sounds from inside an pandora promise rings open doorway distracted her, if only out of curiosity. It took a moment to remember she was, outside a holodeck, and to remember sweet Mindo s entertainment complex. Standing outside the holodeck, still breathing hard, Huyo sighed as she peeked inside the doors.

Thus pandora rose gold Huyo entered the Palace trying to control her deep and rapid breathing as she looked around. The place seemed deserted, which suited Huyo perfectly, and she aimed straight for the first game she saw, a large table with what appeared to be a...sport s pitch? Huyo looked it over, befuddled at the game as she hesitantly picked up an odd disc off the smooth surface, her rage simmering as she worked it out. There was a clear scoreboard.

Computer, please lock the doors. Suddenly behind pandora birthstone rings the bar, Mindo's small head peeked out from underneath. "Um, are you sure you want to lock..." Mindo stopped when he saw Huyo in that dress... my god that dress! "the... doors?" Huyo being Huyo, she didn t react at all when Mindo appeared except to smile weakly.  Oh, I m sorry sweetie. I just...oh, I just really didn t want anyone to see. I m...I m just- (she slammed the puck)  -really- .

Huyo tried to smile at Mindo again even through her panting, although she abandoned the attempt upon realising that it must look more like a grimace.  Oh, I m...wow, that felt good...um...I m so sorry for locking the doors. I can leave. It was awfully rude of me. "You don't have to leave," said Mindo, rising from the bar and hovering over to the other side of the air hockey table. He grabbed the puck from pandora near me its pocket on his end of the table and set it back down.

Just the right level of sweetness, with that precise level of fruitiness to support the flavour but not overpower it. No particulates either, not like Klingon cocktails. Hm...yes, this is delightful. Eyeing Mindo over the rim of her glass contemplatively, Huyo s smile turned a little sad.  Well, my dear, would you be able to teach me the intricacies of that game over there? I would so enjoy playing against someone. It felt wonderful to hit that puck with the.what are those little slidey-things?